Enemy Turf lyrics

Artist  : Juvenile 
Song : Enemy Turf



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[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]

C'mon, C'mon....

I bet if I pull a pistol and pop you, you gon'
tell me where its at,

you see the blood shotted eyes with the taped up
clips in the mac,

black hood with black gloves, bandanna round the
mouth,

a nigga posted up on every perimeter around your
house,

and we didn't come here for meeting, or here to
loose time,

we some niggas who wanna be eating better in due
time,

mutha fuck leaving the block, better to use
nines,

It ain't no secret I'm cheap, however my jewels
shines,

The prisons got more niggas than the streets
do,

who average more than 30 murders a week (nigga we
do)

It ain't a war thang, its a fuck me, fuck y'all
thang,

And we got hoes that know how to sneak guns in
the bars man,

So think twice about leaving the gun in the car
man,

Nigga don't give a fuck about moving son on the
wall man,

Ain't no everybody, its yourself and you all
in,

If you paying traps you don't deserve to be
balling,



[Chorus (Juvenile X2)]

Its enemy turf c'mon, 

so I'ma play it how it go,

cock the hollow points into my black calico,

I'ma make all these bitch niggas respect me
right,

please let me hit another lick, i'ma be set for
life



[Verse 2 (Juvenile)]

Look I'ma solid 170, lips like Bill Bellamy,

Fresh out of the court house from whipping the
felony,

Didn't really want to hurt her, but you know how
it is,

You better not ever disrespect me hoe in front of
my kids.

ayo the cops be rolling, therefore I fucks with
no one,

I went and copped me 4 guns, I'm bout to bust
this open,

To all you bitch niggas doubting the force, its
gon' get ugly,

I'm that nigga that'll fuck you up quick, thats
why the streets love me,

Catch me posted with Lil' Weezy, (?) I'm doing
it,

Niggaz having problems with coke but we still
moving it,

Whatever's on the market I can work it,

I ain't scared, I ain't nervous, give it to Juve
dog and watch me serve it,

You holding on the coke now whats the purpose,
(?) gon hook it up too,

nigga the scheme is perfect, ya heared me,

now why is you acting like it ain't worth it,

you gon' make me take it, nigga I gotta make
it,



[Chorus (Juvenile X2)]



[Turk Talking]

Say nigga, heared a nigga picking (?)

Heared a nigga got all kinda shit ever since he
hit that lick he 

don't want to fuck with a nigga, but look this
what we gonna do man, 

I want you to go get your niggas and go find that
mutha fucka do him in,

ain't nuthing going on around this mutha fucka if
I ain't got my hands in it,

I put a nigga on his feet and this how he gonna
treat a nigga ?,

I promise, I put this on my babies dawg, we gon
get that mutha fucka



[Verse 3 (Juvenile)]

They talking bout' putting a sting on me cuz they
say I've been making too much,

Fuck what they talking bout', this how I grew
up

But this ain't nuthing new bruh, we been throwing
this "U" up,

We had some altercations and things but they got
blew up,

New has and Curly head them niggas dirty in the
TC,

Shit that a G like me couldn't even tell you on a
CD,

So i'ma make all of my enemies never forget
me,

You looking at one of the realest niggas from
Feret Street,



[Chorus (X2)]